(This poem is dedicated to Felix, Our four-legged son who passed away at four, and took away such happiness as we had never experienced before)
Somebody recently said that Felix is my pet
That’s because she hadn’t met the beagle yet.
Or else, she surely would have clearly seen
How badly mistaken she had actually been.
A little study of the domestic order of the peck.
Would’ve revealed the collar around my neck.
Have you ever been held to ransom by your own?
Or chewed with frustration contention’s bone?
Losing entirely to floppy ears, the plaintive wail,
Mournful eyes, and a twitching reproachful tail?
There are battles you cannot fight, let alone win.
When you are seen committing a cardinal sin.
Tilting at windmills may be a quixotic folly so droll
But narrow-eyed duelling over a full feeding bowl?
Looking daggers at the obstinate turned-away nose
Hilarious the more, for all it does to move sulky paws.
Capitulate, Sir- in caress, smother and kisses galore
And feed by hand, a mouthful at a time, till no more.
If there is a price to be paid for pleasure and gladness
That follow the patter of four feet and a tail in harness.
Then let me full settle it, regardless of what it may cost
Lest all the soft warmth of love, that innocence be lost.
Let him ever carry the leash that binds me, be my thrall
Till my eyes close, and he too lies still as we finally fall.
There are just twenty of them, would you believe!
The rest are restrained, why not allowed to leave?
Maybe the score bears numberless grains of rice
To fill million stomachs, a little left over for mice.
Divine intervention? So meagre is thy daily bread
Vantage Rock lived up to its name all right! Gaunt rock, pervasive in panorama. Stark and sheer rock. Peaked crags that grabbed the first rays of the sun and wrapped them round their flinty heads. What hard and minatory faces, that plunged to barren earth thousands of feet below!
The sight-seers came in droves, hemming into a promontory that overhung the canyon. A planked platform spaced out over a wide overhang. A railing, high enough to ensure safety, ran along the edge.
One day a sparrow came, alighted on my balcony railing
I, behind stirring curtains, saw her settle down, was glad
That of all the houses standing together, she chose mine.
To rest awhile, and with darting eyes take a second wind.
She saw me, and I knew she would take wing if I blinked
The interior of a clinic- cum- residence. In the front is a living room to the left, and two bedrooms side by side. All rooms have open faces towards the audience. The first bedroom has a door to the living room.
Between the bed rooms is a small space where a door can be seen leading to a third room. The front door on the left opens into the living room on its right, and a glass-fronted office chamber to the left.There is a passage beyond the office to the left with a treatment room on the left, and other rooms to the right.
I am a migrant,
Wife n children
I live in my tent
They in heaven
I drink no water
Eat a little grain
When I’m thirsty
Sip from a drain
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